Arty Records

Fang Duzhi sat on the head of the hospital bed with a relaxed expression, flipping through the newspapers and magazines brought by the students and the secretary.

Seeing the numerous special reports on the "Qionglin Academy" scandal, I couldn't help but feel lucky again for my "timely illness".A little ailment, take advantage of the problem, hide in the hospital, bring a little convenience, save a lot of trouble.

Dean Fang is well versed in ups and downs.Ever since the Jinbo project ended with vigor and trophies and plaques were lined up in the dean's office, he has been thinking about how to avoid the limelight.It just so happened that the physical examination revealed high blood pressure and blood lipids, and the quarrel with my son was in a bad mood, and the symptoms obviously aggravated, so I was admitted to the hospital because of my illness.

According to the regulations of the central government, all academic positions have corresponding administrative levels, which is one of the many characteristics of the Great Xia Kingdom.Fang Duzhi was hospitalized, and the treatment was quite high. There was a special ward, where he was served by a dedicated person, and various people took turns to visit him, which was very nourishing.In fact, he is a person who pays attention to health preservation. The high blood fat and high blood pressure are purely caused by the busy gold and silk projects in recent years. He really sacrificed for his work, so he lives in this hospital with peace of mind and peace of mind.

The first time I saw the unlucky news of Qionglin Academy was a tabloid supplement brought by Gao Chengcheng.The title is very horrifying: "Old Chinese Master Molesting Young Boys".Although he did not directly name him, he clearly pointed to Bai Yiyan, implying that the old man used the guise of "Qionglin Academy" to popularize Chinese studies to molest young and ignorant male students.Fang Duzhi's heart skipped a beat at the time, and he immediately realized that there must be a follow-up. Bai Yiyan was afraid that he would fall, so he immediately called the people around him to block Fan Youchang's visit.

Sure enough, the frontal offensive came soon.In just one month, Bai Yiyan, a highly respected master of Chinese studies, can be said to have lost his reputation, and even Fan Youchang, a famous scholar with high spirits, and the famous "Qionglin Academy" were also in deep mud.Fang Duzhi analyzed for a long time, but he couldn't figure out which god he offended. He only sighed secretly that he was lucky to get rid of it in time to avoid being involved.

Ever since he was admitted to the hospital, Gao Chengcheng was banned from notifying Fang Sishen.At that time, I was still angry, and a little discouraged. I felt that it would be better to ignore each other for the rest of my life, than to torture each other.After staying in the hospital for a few days, I was lonely in the illness, and I often couldn't help recalling the past. As a result, my thoughts became heavier every day, and I turned on my mobile phone 24 hours a day, hoping that my son would take the initiative to call.

I waited until New Year's Day passed, the new year began, and the semester was about to end, but there was still no news.

People who are gentle on the surface are often even more heartless when they really become ruthless.Fang Duzhi's heart ached from the cold, and he felt that Fang Sishen's temper was very much like his heartless father.That ruthless person was also like that back then, no matter how well-intentioned others were, he broke up as soon as he said it, and collapsed as soon as he said it. He didn't see a word for 15 years, and finally died.Except for a handful of ashes, there is only one son left, and I throw it to myself to take care of.

The more Professor Fang Da thought about it, the more miserable he became, so he had to secretly find some wine to drink, and used the contents of the glass to pour over the lump in his chest.After being discovered by the doctors and nurses, it was a good education, and the chance of getting drunk was completely cut off.

He was originally the most decisive person, but at this moment he hesitated because of his soft heart and timidity.For a moment, I thought that the father and son were strangers, and I was afraid it would lead to a lifetime of regret. I wished I could take the initiative to bow my head and call my son to accompany me.For a while, I felt that it was time to let go. His academic career was just starting, and he should have spared no effort to help him sail Zhang Jin. Why should he be distracted by this minor illness?

Even if President Fang is in such a city, his emotions and anger are always invisible, he suffers in hope and disappointment every day, and he is becoming more and more depressed.Others thought that he was so ill, only Gao Chengcheng guessed a little bit, and after a little testing, he decided to call Fang Sishen.

Fang Sishen was shocked when he heard that his father was in the hospital.In his impression, Fang Duzhi seldom gets sick.Occasional discomfort, but also its own strategy, a little conditioning will be cured, never had a record of hospitalization.I couldn't help but panic and worry, and a sea of ​​regret flooded my heart. Although I found out that it was only a chronic symptom of "double high", I still hung up the phone and rushed to the hospital.

Gao Chengcheng waited for him at the gate, and the two went to the high-ranking ward area together.Although someone was leading him, Fang Sishen was still carefully interrogated.This area only accepts big shots above the deputy director level. Each ward has a living room, independent bathroom, and is equipped with exclusive medical staff.

Gao Chengcheng led Fang Sishen in, waited in the living room, and signaled him to go in by himself.

"dad."

Fang Duzhi was reading a document, when he raised his head, his eyes were filled with endless joy, but a faint smile slowly appeared on his face: "Ah, Xiaosi." If the son just went out to buy a midnight snack and came back.

"dad……"

Fang Sishen never expected that after half a year's absence, his father would be so haggard and tears would come out of his eyes immediately.

To say that Fang Duzhi, President Fang, looks more haggard than before, in fact, the main reason is that he has not been in the mood to dye his hair in the past six months.His hair turned gray earlier than the average person, and because he pays attention to grooming, he always dyes it black in time. With his handsome and elegant face, he looks younger than his peers.If you don't dye it for half a year, you will of course appear old.The people around are used to seeing it, although they are aware of it, how can it compare to Fang Sishen's sudden witness.The impact brought by his father's full head of hair made him unable to accept it all at once, and he almost collapsed.

Originally, in this world, only time is eternally desperate, and only true love is eternally warm.The rest are nothing more than embellishments.

What principles and positions, right and wrong, at this moment, how can it be as important as the aging father?

Seeing his son crying, Fang Duzhi was stunned for a moment, and immediately got up and walked over: "Father is fine, don't worry." His heart was sour and sweet, and he was so soft that he imagined how long ago, holding him in his arms and coaxing him coax.In the end, he just wiped his cheek with his hand, and sighed, "Silly boy...is this worth crying for? What if Dad dies?"

Fang Sishen was sad, and when he heard this sentence, his whole body seemed to be empty for a moment.His eyes were wide open, staring at the snow-white wall, his mouth was tightly pursed, and he didn't say a word.

Fang Duzhi regretted it too late.In a moment of negligence, he actually forgot that this is a child whose parents died once.

He took his hand and slowly walked to the edge of the bed to sit down.He pretended to be relaxed and said with a smile: "The sage said, it is a thief to be old and not die. Do you think I can be called doing my part in this honorary title? The future will be long, as long as you don't dislike it, Dad will always be with you."

Just to coax his son, President Fang was willing to spoil himself like this.Fang Sishen recovered from the temporary shock, and also smiled: "Dad, if you want to say that, then what am I?"

He was not so easy to lose his composure. He experienced the deaths of Jiang Xiaolan and He Shensi back then. One had a long-term disorder, and the other was weak and chronically ill.However, after arriving in the capital, the completely unfamiliar environment made him terrified, but Fang Duzhi was exceptionally strong and thoughtful, making Fang Sishen like a real child for the first time, and began to get used to relying on the real father in his mind.That's why he overreacted to Duan Duzhi's words.

Fang Sishen then asked about his father's condition in detail.I also know in my heart that high blood pressure and high blood fat are purely a disease of wealth caused by eating and drinking, so I can't help complaining a few words.Fang Duzhi is submissive and gags, just trying to make him happy.How he used to secretly hate the other party for being ruthless and heartless, mourning like a resentful woman, has long since been cast aside, no one in the world is better than his own son.

The father and son talked for a while, and Fang Sishen thought of Gao Chengcheng who was waiting outside: "Dad, Brother Gao is still outside."

"Ah, is it?" Fang Duzhi raised his voice and said, "Honestly, go back early. Drive my car and be careful."

Gao Chengcheng responded and was ready to leave.

Fang Sishen stood up: "I'll see Senior Brother Gao off."

Fang Duzhi then walked to the living room, and said to his son: "These days, honesty is the hardest."

For administrative matters, you can direct the secretary, and for teaching matters, you can dispatch students.Gao Chengcheng doesn't count in both, but he often stands up for him, like a personal manager.

Hearing what his father said, Fang Sishen felt even more ashamed.The son failed to fulfill his filial piety in time, and actually troubled an outsider.Of course he knows that everyone has plans, but there are still differences in the degree of intention.I am very grateful to Gao Chengcheng for being so caring and reliable to his father, and he went straight to the elevator with all the courtesy.

The elevator just passed by, and it will take a while to get to this floor.

Gao Chengcheng asked, "What has Junior Brother been up to lately?"

"The mentor gets a project, so he's busy with this."

"What project?"

"The digitization of ancient characters is quite cumbersome."

Gao Chengcheng's face changed slightly, showing hesitation, hesitating: "It's this project... I remember last year the director said that he would take it for our Institute of Ancient Xia Language. He also said that ancient writing is a weak point, and it is urgent to introduce talents and increase investment. ...Why did you ask you to take it over there?"

"Really? I don't know..." Fang Sishen realized the hidden message in Gao Chengcheng's words only halfway through his speech.

Dumbfounded, he half-believingly said: "The start-up capital is only 10 yuan, I heard that it is tasteless..."

Gao Chengcheng sneered softly: "Brother, this is Huang Yinyu who is only willing to give 500 yuan. No matter how poor the total liberal arts funding in your college is, there is at least [-] million yuan. How to divide it is not strictly controlled by the top, and there are not a few The boss has the final say. If this project is in our hands, it will be multiplied by at least ten times. It's a pity, there is no power, and there is no one who can take the lead."

"Senior Brother Gao..."

Gao Chengcheng pressed the button of the elevator, but walked in in no hurry: "A good bird chooses a tree to live in, and a virtuous one does not avoid relatives and enemies. There is a heart of ice, why are you afraid that three people will become tigers? Brother, forgive me, don't let me down." The dean is painstaking."

Fang Sishen was a little surprised at first, but now he calmed down.Reply to him: "Thank you for your concern, Brother Gao, go slowly."

Gao Chengcheng seemed to sigh, said nothing, and walked into the elevator silently.

Even the escort bed in the high-ranking cadre ward is larger than ordinary beds. Fang Sishen slept next to his father that night.Fang Duzhi was so emotional that he couldn't sleep, so he dragged his son to chat with him.

Fang Sishen talked about the progress of the project at hand, and finally said: "Dad, I have finished this matter. After the teacher has explained it, I will apply for a postdoctoral mobile station in the School of Humanities. When you retire, I will stay with you at home every day."

Fang Duzhi thought that this stubborn boy was finally willing to give in.But the mouth was sour: "Hua Dading wants to confess, but your father doesn't have to? I will retire until your father is paid, so what should I do to coax the children?"

Fang Sishen raised the corners of his mouth wordlessly, saying no to him.

When this incident came to an end, Dean Fang thought of Bai Yiyan's incident again.The Bai family has a lot to do with the Fang family, embarrassment is embarrassment, but it's impossible not to remind.He took out a newspaper from the bedside table and handed it to his son: "You don't care about anything, you probably don't know about it?"

Fang Sishen was shocked when he saw the title.After skimming through it hastily, he handed the newspaper back to his father with a sullen face.

"In case someone comes looking for you, no matter if it's Fan Youchang or your aunt, don't promise anything, just say you had a fight with me, tell them to contact me honestly." Fang Duzhi urged.

According to the information obtained from inquiries, Bai Yiyan had a sudden stroke recently and was paralyzed on the bed.Under the pressure of public opinion, Fan Youchang voluntarily resigned from his position as a counselor of the Cultural Affairs Bureau, and Qionglin Academy has also quietly closed down.I couldn't help but feel a little bit depressed, and I hesitated in my heart about whether to work in the Education Administration next year.

While distracted by the calculations, he continued to tell his son: "Yixin, you should also make a phone call. This kind of scandal will stir up a pile of dung, and whoever is involved will harm others. Let her look at her mother, and don't be fooled by Bai Rui." Women took advantage of it."

Fang Sishen nodded silently, feeling restless.After a while, he asked, "In your opinion, how will this case be judged?"

"How?" Fang Duzhi sneered, "I heard that the old man was paralyzed because of this incident, and he might die at some point. What kind of sentence is there? It's just more money to appease the parents."

Fang Sishen didn't want to discuss this matter any more, but thought of a news that changed his mood, and hurriedly told his father: "I have made a boyfriend with my heart, and it has been more than half a year. It seems that it is likely to be settled."

Both brothers and sisters are busy, and they talk on the phone every few months, so Fang Sishen has not met this prospective brother-in-law yet.

Peeping at his father's expression, he said, "You haven't seen Yi Xin for a long time, I asked her to come to the hospital to see how you are? Let her bring her boyfriend with her."

Fang Duzhi considers himself a responsible father. Before his daughter was out of work, he would meet with him every six months and give him a living allowance.After Hu Yixin got to work, the father and daughter hadn't seen each other for four or five years.

Fang Duzhi was silent for a moment, and said, "If she wants to come, she can come."

The father and son chatted until late at night before falling asleep separately.Hyperlipidemia and hypertension are most forbidden to be emotionally excited, staying up late and tired.Fang Sishen's actions caused Fang Duzhi's condition to worsen, and he slept very restlessly in the second half of the night, with constant nightmares and frequent gasps.

"Father, father!" Fang Sishen woke up his father, reaching out to ring the bell.

Fang Duzhi opened his eyes, feeling tight in the chest, flustered, dizzy, unconscious for a while, as if he was still wandering in a dream.The person in front of me and the person in the dream suddenly overlap, as real as illusion.Tightly holding his son's hand: "Xiao Si! Don't lie to me! That child is not yours, right? Right? I'll take you back, follow me..."

He had a splitting headache, his voice was hoarse, and he was struggling like a trapped animal in a desperate situation: "Go back...go back with me..."

The blood all over Fang Sishen's body was congealed.In a daze, he let the nurse push him away, and watched her lift up his father, massage and measure him.Soon the doctor came in, made a quick diagnosis, injected medicine, and said something to himself.

"I'm sorry doctor, I didn't hear clearly, please say it again." Fang Sishen rubbed his forehead and forced himself to calm down.

The doctor took a look at him, and probably felt that the young man was too unreliable, so he said patiently, "Did President Fang forget to measure his blood pressure before going to bed? If he found it was too high and took the medicine in time, there should be no sudden onset." Crisis."

"Ah, what should we do now? Is it dangerous?"

"It has improved significantly before, but now it is repeated, which should be caused by accidental inducements. Such as tension, anxiety, cold, fatigue, including excessive excitement, excessive thinking, etc. As long as these are avoided, supplemented by appropriate medication and diet, Nothing serious."

"Thank you."

Fang Duzhi was completely awake at this time, and was taking medicine under the attendant of the nurse.After everyone else went out, he smiled apologetically, "Xiaosi, I made you worry." His head still ached, and his chest was a little flustered.

The medicine gradually took effect, and the sleepiness surged.I only felt that my son was helping me to lie down, gentle and considerate, meticulous, and my heart was happy and contented, but I couldn't see the endless confusion, pain and entanglement in his eyes.